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The air felt way too tense. Wilbur was sitting on the couch, reading through his book again. The Great Gatsby, he had to read it for english class. The boy sitting on the footrest in front of wilbur had offered to help him with the questions due the next day. It was rather rude, wilbur could answer them just fine. What a dick head.
Wilbur had read the book over three times now, he knew it better than techno. He was sure of it. He just needed to stop being dumb and get himself to try harder. If wilbur put in his all he could get the work done.
“Really, if you need help im here william” wilbur gritted his teeth, glaring at techno though he couldnt see it. The other was playing some farming game on the television, wilbur wasnt comfortable enough to try and get him to put something else on. But it was at that moment wilbur decided that he fucking hated that pink haired son of a-
“Im not kidding. If someone could aggressively read a book, im pretty sure thats what you’re doing.”
“Shut the fuck up.” wilbur snapped “you’re making me lose focus, asshole.”
“Im just trying to be helpful.” techno huffed, putting his hands up in mock surrender “i'm in honors lang this year, phil said to ask for the record.”
Wilbur softened slightly at technos dejected tone “sorry...just im- i can do it myself. Im not an idiot.”
“Noted, william.”
“Stop calling me william, you’re going to give me a stroke” techno snorted, unpausing his game.
“Is that not your name? Tommy calls you ‘wil’ all the time. Unless its a really weird spelling of william.” he sounded genuinely confused, it was wilbur turn to laugh.
“No, my names icarus. ‘Wilbur’ is an online name, me and tommy only call each other by them. Its uh...yeah. Dont call me icarus, though. I will pour milk over your pillow.”
“Right, wilbur. icarus is a rather interesting name, really. Have you heard about the greek myth? Its one of my favourites, i have a book thats a collection of myths that phil got me for my birthday and it has original greek translations in it-” techno rambled, his focus zoning in on the game as he talked.
After a moment he snapped out of it, his face flushing lightly.
“Sorry- sorry. I get excited. I'm being distracting. Keep reading your nerd book or whatever.” techno waved wilbur off.
“No, no no dont worry” wilbur gave a genuine grin. “Its interesting. I just know icarus as some loser who flew into the sun or something.”
“He- wilbur you fucking idiot he did not fly into the sun.”
“Well i wouldnt know, now would i!” wilbur knew he was getting things wrong, of course he did, but this was how he rilled up tommy. And techno seemed to like talking about this icarus fellow, not to mention the fact that wilbur did not want to read about people drinking and smoking in an apartment.
“icarus flew too close to the sun, dipshit. He had wings made out of wax, and he got too close to the sun then- boom-” techno gestured with his controller. “Falling into the sea, smacking against the water like concrete.”
“Why couldnt he have just dove into the water like a dolphin”
Techno sputtered for a moment before pausing his game and spinning to face wilbur.
“What the fuck are you on about do you not know how physics work a fall from that hight would kill you no matter what you did what the hell wilbur you can not be serious-”
Wilbur was starting to tune out techno, but at least this was nicer than the two actually arguing. The afternoon was starting to seem manageable.